It comes so quick.It’s a bittersweet Good-bye. The days are shorter, but packed with such pretty I can barely stand it. I wrestle with the beginnings of Fall nostalgia showing up in my bones as with the dread of this view changing to bleak grey or white in the coming months.

But, for now I find comfort in the present show of cool mornings, blinding green landscapes and a breeze you so would write home about.